Now that she has let you pass, you find that equine are far more likely to walk up and greet you. Almost immediately, you find yourself next to a large grey equine with a silver body. She also possesses both wings and a horn
"Greetings," she says merrily, "I am Grey of Storm. I see you've managed to find the pastures. And you're not even a hunter. How charming."
You nod and introduce yourself, although she already seems to know about you.
"Most of us already know who you are, which is one good thing about this area, as well as one bad thing," she winks. "I mean, nice and flat, so people can see you from everywhere." She seems rather happy to see someone other than a resident.
It is then that you notice that the structure you saw from the distance isn't very far from you at all. You can now make out gates, and you can tell that it is some kind of fort. Following your eyes, Grey of Storm says, "Oh, that's the Elven Fortress, nice place. Look, wanderor, I must be off. Got to go see the rest of my Dynce, although you may take a look at it, if you'd like."
With that, she skips off.
Keep Going
Follow her
Over to the Gates
